In Metisha's line of sight, a group of strangely dressed Knight had already caught her attention. The Knight stopped by the side of the road and all stopped to watch on their horses. They had different expressions on their faces, but most of them were a little curious.
In the countryside of Tónigel, apart from the White Lion Guards and Brando's subordinates, it was rare to see such a Knight in bright armor. However, even the White Lion Guards would not embellish their breastplates with a flame emblem. Moreover, their armor was not made in the style of Aouine's locals.
On the contrary, the armor on their bodies was dark red in color and was decorated with more fur and keratin elements. This was the typical style of armor of the people of Cruz. The color of the armor was also due to the fact that the local steel produced in Cruz was mixed with more fire elements.
"Some strange visitors have come." Metisha pondered for a moment and understood the other party's identity.
But why would Cruz's envoys appear in Tónigel at this time of year?
… …
Laurenna put down the iron handguard that blocked the sun and looked at the windmill and large tracts of farmland in the distance. But her gaze swept over the lax defense of Abies Castle, and a slight look of contempt appeared on her face. Castle Abies had lacked repair since Graudin's time, and Brando only used it as a temporary residence with no intention of repainting it. So the female Knight from Cruz could easily see the holes in the dilapidated castle.
"I didn't expect there to be such a place in the countryside of Erouine the further south we go. In comparison, we've been to some places in the north of the kingdom, and the current scene is far less prosperous than here. Isn't it said that there's only a barren wilderness left in the south of Usong? "
She muttered to herself, but her attention was attracted by the championship tournament that was being held nearby. The crowd outside Abies Castle made her turn her head and carefully observe the Knight who was on the field.
"The records you've seen are from a few years ago. It's not surprising that there might be some changes," a female voice replied.
Laurenna did not have to turn her head to know whose voice it was--no doubt it was a very distinctive voice, for it was impressionable in every way--the unhurried tone was quiet and elegant, and unforgettable.
It was as if the owner of the voice had already thought it through before saying such words.
If Brando were here, he would definitely recognize the owner of the voice. The lady who was protected in the middle by many Kirrlutz knights looked like she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but she had a kind of mystery and sexiness that did not match her age. She was the daughter of the prime minister of the Kirrlutz Empire, Delphine, whom he had met once in the Black Forest.
The prime minister's daughter quietly observed everything here. Her long black hair hung down like silk, and her eyes seemed to contain a natural mystery, giving people an unfathomable quiet aura.
She obviously attracted the most attention on horseback. After all, such beauty was rare even in the most prosperous areas of Erouine and Cruz, let alone in Tónigel. So much so that the local people couldn't help but take a few more glances at her. Their curiosity stemmed from the fact that there was a woman in the world more beautiful than the Lord's fiancée and Her Royal Highness the Princess.
However, Delfien was wearing the robe of a Cruz noble civil official, more like a diplomatic envoy. Her robe was dyed dark purple, rather than the gold or red commonly seen in areas where people believed in the Holy Cathedral of Fire. This outfit further explained her identity.
"Miss Delfien, do you know anything?" Laurenna turned and asked.
Delfien nodded, "As far as I know, the Count only became the Lord of this place not long ago. So the changes here are likely to be related to him. "
She answered calmly, only pausing slightly when she mentioned Brando.
Laurenna glanced at the prime minister's daughter and thought for a moment without saying anything. She knew that the man Delfien liked in the Black Forest had died indirectly because of the Lord they were about to meet. She took the initiative to go this time, probably not just to deliver a letter.
The female Knight changed the subject and pretended to ask, "It's him? I didn't expect the Lord to have such outstanding political talent. I heard he's still very young, isn't he? "
"Yes, very young. I've met the Count once before. " Delfien said lightly, "But to say that he's talented in politics is an exaggeration. The Count has control of Tónigel's silver mines, and I heard that he has recently excavated a crystal mine. Everything at present is just a temporary illusion built by piling up wealth."
"I think so too. This is just a third-rate competition. But it's okay, at least it's quite lively. " The young Knight sitting behind Laurenna yawned and even looked at the scene in front of him disinterestedly. However, he forced himself to perk up. "But it seems like we're quite lucky to have bumped into these country bumpkins' celebration. Maybe the local lord will be tactful enough to treat us to a sumptuous banquet. Ever since we left Ampere Seale, the taste in my mouth has almost become a companion of weeds."
"What weeds, those are wild vegetables." Laurenna glared at the guy.
If it were any other Knight in the team, naturally they wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous in front of her, the Knight Captain. But the man in front of her was His Majesty the Emperor's younger brother, the eldest son of Prince Barano, and her fiancé.
Originally, he wasn't on the list for this operation, but this guy still followed them all the way on the pretext of protecting her. Martha above, God knew she didn't need this guy's protection at all. As an official Knight Captain of the Azure Skies Legion, she was more than capable of fighting two of this guy.
But Laurenna sighed in the end. As a political marriage, she didn't have much of a good impression of the other party, but she didn't have much of a bad impression either. Although this guy's nature was a bit nasty, compared to some of the nobles in the capital, he was still barely acceptable.
The young Knight shrugged, "Well, you have the final say." He looked around and said, "But I don't know if there will be a legendary bonfire party tonight. Think about it, maybe there will be a passionate mountain girl who will take a fancy to me."
"I'm really looking forward to it." He turned his head and raised his voice, "Don't you think so, Laurenna?"
The female Knight replied coldly, "Enough, Filas, don't cause trouble. No one here cares whose heir you are. You'd better know who the Lord here is. "
Her tone was unfriendly, and it was obvious that this guy had caused her a lot of trouble along the way. But Laurenna also knew that her words might not have any binding force on the other party. Fortunately, this was only Erouine, not Cruz. In such a small kingdom, the local lords would at most express their dissatisfaction verbally.
"Of course I know. That Count is famous in Ampere Seale this time and made us suffer a big loss. Didn't the Duke of Flower Leaf and the Grand Duke of Noshk both say that we Cruz people haven't lost so much face in the last hundred years? The Cruz people will naturally remember such a 'great kindness' …"
Filas was talking nonsense when he suddenly saw Laurenna staring at him coldly. He quickly shuddered, "Well, I understand … For Lady Veronica's sake, I won't trouble him. Although I also promised that little girl Vahina … Okay, okay, I understand. I'll listen to you, dear Miss Laurenna. "
"Filas, if it weren't for your father's sake, I really wouldn't want to marry you." The female Knight replied coldly.
"I know, I know! I won't say it anymore, okay? " The young Knight hurriedly calmed his fiancée's anger. At least he knew that it was his honor to marry the genius of the capital and the daughter of the Duke.
The female Knight thought that the source of trouble in the group had finally calmed down for a while, and she turned back to find the local Lord. But she didn't expect to hear a long whistle behind her before she could breathe a sigh of relief.
"Laurenna, look over there!" Filas whistled and suddenly shouted excitedly.
Usually, when this young master was in high spirits, nothing good would happen. Sure enough, when Laurenna turned back, she saw …
But Laurenna had just turned back, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she immediately heard Filas whistle a long whistle. A large group of people was coming down the road, clustered around a little girl.
But she had to admire her fiancé's taste, because it was indeed a rare beauty. The girl was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and like many girls in the countryside, she had her hair pulled up to show a forehead as smooth as jade for ease of work. But she was wearing a thick, traveller's leather outfit, which was very common in the southern part of Erouine. Standing in the crowd, she looked very unique and eye-catching.
"Filas, don't mess with others." Laurenna knew that her fiancé actually cared a lot about her, but his active nature made this guy always unable to resist flirting, but only verbally.
This guy had suffered a lot at the hands of some rich young lady, but he didn't look like he was going to learn his lesson.
Her words obviously didn't have any effect, because Filas was completely energized. He whistled as loud as he could. Since leaving the Empire and passing through so many areas, he had never seen such an outstanding girl somewhere – except, of course, his own fiancée and the daughter of the Empire's Prime Minister, whom he couldn't touch.
We, the young prince's son from the Cruz Empire, naturally saw the Roman. After the merchant lady managed to save a few pieces of roast meat from the kitchen, she ran out and found that Brando was nowhere to be seen, so she simply continued to peddle ale alone along the street.
Since she was out in the open all year round, almost all the people of Abies knew the fiancée of their very kind lord. But no one dared to take advantage of her, and instead bought the ale from her with a smile – it was also an honor to be able to drink ale sold by the lord's wife herself.
But the Roman was holding an empty basin in one hand and the banner of the Silver Fairy Princess, which she had swindled out of god knows where, talking happily with the people around her, apparently oblivious to the Cruz Knights on this side.
Of course, she couldn't be blamed. After all, in this lively season, there were horsemen and guards in festive costumes everywhere. For the average citizen, not many people could tell the difference between the armor of the Kirrlutz people and Aouine's own standard armor.
For our merchant lady, of course, it was even harder to tell.
Anyway, they were all dressed like tin cans, and they didn't have the pointed ears of elves, so they all looked the same, didn't they? Besides, who would have thought that a Cruz Knight would appear in such a remote place?
It wasn't until a shadow appeared in front of her, as if blocking the sun, that the Roman looked up slightly and saw the tall Cruz Knight in front of her.
Filas urged his horse in front of the Roman, and with one hand on the reins, he turned the horse around. Because this move was played so beautifully, a few Knights from other areas around them cheered, and Filas himself was very satisfied. In his impression, this move was more than enough to intimidate a few Erouine country bumpkins.
"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of knowing your name?"
He looked up, wanting to see the look of worship he imagined. He had often played this trick in the Alfalfa Wilderness, and along the way, so he was already familiar with it, and every time he did it, he would win a lot of cheers and eyeballs. But this time, Filas found that he was destined to be disappointed.
Because he narrowed his eyes and found that the Erouine country bumpkins in front of him were not looking at him with worship, but rather, they were looking at him as if he was an idiot.
That look seemed to say — where did this country bumpkin come from? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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